Out of Left Field: Book One (18+)

Chapter Five

Sawyer

"Oh shit, run."

As soon as those words left his mouth, my face got hit by a stream of water. "Ahh," I yelled, wiping my eyes to see tons of sprinklers going off. You have got to be kidding me. This would be my luck.

Hayden helped me up my feet while we both were getting attacked by the sprinklers left and right. He grabbed the now wet blanket before picking me up bridal style like a hero whisking us away. As he ran down the middle of the field, he slipped and landed on his ass, with me crashing into him along the way. He laid flat in defeat but still held onto me, making sure I didn't lay in the mud with him.

I busted out laughing as the water came pouring over us, making us soaking wet.

Hayden shook his head and chuckled loudly. "Yeah, that didn't go how I imagined it to go."

We were both laughing hysterically, taking in the moment. This would be a memory that we have together that I'll always look back on. I just wish I didn't have to look like a wet rat in it.

"Thanks for trying to come to my rescue. It's the thought that counts," I said with a smile.

He pushed a strand of dripping hair out of my face before leaning up and pecking me on the lips. "You're very welcome, Angel."

Hayden sat up and helped me to my feet. I tried to do the same with him by grabbing his hands and pulling him up, but it looked like a little kid trying to lift a giant grizzly bear. He was a lot bigger and stronger than me for sure.

"God, I'm either really weak, or you're just five hundred pounds of pure muscle."

He raised both of his brows and smirked. "Well..."

"Hey, you better watch what comes out of that mouth of yours, mister."

He laughed softly, wrapping his arm around my waist as we started to speed walk towards the exit, still being hit by the sprinklers.

"Hey...come over here." Before we passed one of the dugouts, he snatched my hand, pulling me inside one of them.

"What are you doing?" I raised a brow at him curiously.

His eyes became a shade dark as he looked down at me in complete silence. They wandered down to my lips that were just slightly parted in suspense.

"This," He said in an awfully alluring manner. Hayden's lips slammed down on mine as he kissed me hard with every single ounce of built up passion we shared. His tongue slid into my mouth, massaging mine. A soft moan escaped my lips as he bit down on my bottom lip. His hands glided down to my ass, pulling me up with ease with my legs wrapping tightly around his waist. My dress bunched up at the very top of my thighs, our soaking bodies pressed against each other. He walked us backward until my back hit a wall of the dugout. I could feel his length hardening against me as he started to move his lips down to the side of my neck. He placed hot kisses up to my earlobe, teasingly biting down on it. "Ah, mm," I moaned, grasping his muddy shirt that clung to his back hard in my hands.

I rubbed my hot core, only covered by my panties, against him as he let out a deep growl. He slowly let go of my ass, making me slide down his body onto my feet. His hand tangled into my hair and pulled my face up to find my lips again. I felt his hands roam up under my dress, shooting little tingles all over my body. He ran them up behind me, undoing the clasp of my bra. With one tug, it fell to the ground.

My body screamed to be touched, but my mind was racing in a panic. I haven't done anything with a guy in so long that I feel like I don't know what I am even doing. What if I'm horrible? Oh god, Soph was right. I might as well be a virgin again.